Wang Xin didn't know much about the personnel structure of the management of the Taoist Academy, but the people in the Taoist Academy handed him a formal letter of appointment, and he still knew about the three vice presidents who were below one person and above ten thousand people.

"Luoying Immortal Monarch. ”

Wang Xin's gaze swept lightly over her, and then looked behind her.

The first thing that catches your eye is a real person who is dressed in formal clothes and looks dignified.

"Qiu Fan Zhenren is a person from the Baimei Zhenjun's side, how could he appear here with Luoying Immortal Jun, is it that by now, haven't these big guys publicly torn their faces?"

"No, no, no, it's possible that you've torn your face, and now it's just a little disguised in front of outsiders. ”

Secretly noted down the appearance of several people wearing mentor-style robes around the real person, Wang Xin didn't care about the others after that, and refocused his eyes on Luo Ying Xianjun, sincerely afraid: "I really didn't expect that it would be you who came out to pick me up, this, this, how can I afford it?"

Luo Ying Xianjun's eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if he looked down on him in front of so many people, his inferior posture.

But soon, the corners of her mouth pulled out slightly, and her voice was crisp and beautiful: "Tutor Wang has worked hard all the way, and the Taoist courtyard has prepared a banquet for you early, please come with me." ”

Wang Xin nodded hurriedly: "Okay, yes, yes, let's go." ”

Luo Ying Xianjun had already adjusted his mentality, and he didn't show any unusual expression when he heard this, but just smiled and asked Wang Xin to follow her steps, and at the same time talked to him in a gentle tone.

The unique majesty of the Immortal Monarch was well restrained by her, and there was a real person who asked for a fan to circulate on the side.

The whole scene of the meeting was very harmonious.

On the way to the guest house on the disciple peak, Luo Ying Xianjun told Wang Xin about the students belonging to him: "I'm really sorry, we were originally determined to open a formation course, but you know, some of us always have unnecessary scruples, so now, there are only two students in your class. ”

A character like Luo Ying Xianjun doesn't need to pay attention to two small freshmen at all, even if one of them enters the school with extremely good grades.

She had heard it mentioned once at that seminar.

But it doesn't matter, she doesn't remember, someone will help her remember.

A young mentor walking behind Wang Xin's left suddenly took a few steps forward and interjected at the right time: "It just so happens that Ji An and Yan Ming are also there, and when you are full of food and drink, Tutor Wang, you can close the door and have a good chat with them." ”

The implication is that at this occasion, if Wang Xin is sensible, don't show others a face just because there are few students and there are only two.

Hearing that there were really only two, Wang Xin's heart sank, but the expression on his face did not move at all, he just smiled and said: "I see, thank you for reminding this mentor, I will have a drink with you later." ”

The young tutor took a step back, a smile on his face: "It's easy to say." ”

Gently mentioning the matter of the lack of students, Luo Ying Xianjun then turned to other topics and talked and laughed with Wang Xinyou.

Ji An and Yan Ming, who didn't get any chance to perform, let alone have a formal meeting with Wang Xin, glanced at each other and followed silently.

Along the way, no one talked about Ji An and Yan Ming, as if it didn't matter if these two people left the scene directly in the next moment.

But these two still know this bit of sophistication.

It is ignored to death, and if you should continue to stand, you must continue to stand.

Otherwise, an accusation of disrespecting the teacher will not be able to escape.

Wang Xin was not in the mood to think about his two Dumiao students along the way, he looked at Luoying Xianjun who was close at hand, and the first thought that came to his mind was not a formation or a formation, and a student was not a student.

"Since I've already considered accepting General Nu's suggestion, should I take this opportunity to hand things over to Luo Ying Immortal Jun in full view of everyone?"

After all, her status as the vice president perfectly meets General Nu's requirements for the target person. ”

I have to admit that the idea is tempting.

And......

This may be his only and best chance to be so close to the upper echelons of the Academy.

Wang Xin's thoughts turned sharply, and his breathing was almost disordered.

However, he covers it up quite well, which is not an unusual anomaly, and it is easy to be overlooked.

Under the deliberate influence of Luoying Xianjun, the atmosphere at the scene was quite warm, and everyone showed a lot of enthusiasm for Wang Xin, as if they were looking forward to him early in the morning.

A group of people in front of them were talking and laughing.

Ji An silently followed.

In order to make a good impression on his mentor today, he tossed himself for a long time.

Although the academy requires every student to wear a uniform, everyone wants to be different, not to mention this group of freshmen who are in their prime, young and frivolous, and eager to show off their extraordinary at any time and place.

is as poor as Yan Ming, and he used an unfading black pen to draw a few strange symbols on the corner of his clothes that only he knows the meaning.

However, Yan Ming refused to admit that he was stinky and beautiful.

He had a good word for it.

"I just don't want my clothes to be confused with other people's. ”

Hearing his statement at that time, Ji An did not refute it out loud, and glanced at the corner of the dress, which seemed to be like a dark pattern, in line with the idea of having dates and no dates to make a basket, he followed Yan Ming's words and said: "Also, I see that this one you painted is also quite interesting, why don't you bring me one too." ”

Yan Ming didn't think much about it, completely ignoring Liu Buping rolling his eyes beside him, and happily took the pen and drew some strange symbols on the corners of Ji An's clothes.

When he finished painting, Ji An looked at it, and felt that these symbols were a bit like vines wrapped around the trees, twisting and turning, completely irregular, but at first glance, he found that there seemed to be a bit of strange and deformed beauty in them.

Ji An didn't appreciate such a strange beauty, but he didn't put such an idea into his mouth.

Thoughts come back to the present.

Ji An saw that everyone didn't have the heart to pay attention to them, and whispered to Yan Ming: "Look, that's the mentor who is about to teach us the formation, Wang Xin." ”

Yan Ming nodded: "Well, I know, I saw it on the weaving net." ”

Wang Xin is on the cusp of a storm, and every post that reprints his original video will cause rounds of discussions, some sympathize with his situation, some slander his methods, and some satirize him for show, and the list goes on.

Because the person concerned was not far away, Ji An and Yan Ming wisely did not go on.

What the outside world says about Wang Xin does not mean that the two of them are also qualified to comment on this matter.

Ji An just started talking about this topic, and he was slightly relieved to see if no one really paid attention to whether they were whispering or not.